Sunday, June 4, 2017

The End of the Elementary School Era

Oh, hell yes.

The day had arrived. The day when Jordan was “graduating” from elementary school. And I cried like a baby. Many of the wonderful, expected events were creeping up on us little by little. Sure, I knew eventually Jordan would begin to shave (thankfully without “bleeding to death” which I have been told was a real concern), have crushes on boys, and get cascaded into the middle school drama, but sometimes it still caught me off guard. I was, after all, a mom who had three little kids, all in the elementary school. Middle school was a completely different world, and let's face it, I was too young. ;)

Jordan exited elementary school at the top of her class. She got 11 academic awards and certificates. It’s funny how someone is instantly thrust into the “smart kid” group. She loved it, and I’d be lying if I said I didn’t feel a certain level of pride and relief. For the next eleven years of her life, she was going to be submerged into the ever-so-wonderful-world of institutionalized learning, and it seemed to be a perfect fit for her.

That being said, there was one downfall of her achieving this newly acquired status so young: there was no guarantee that it would last.  Although she graduated with an A average, I can’t tell you the number of times throughout high school she said to me: “I was one of those kids. I should be taking all the AP classes and getting those awards.  That was me, but my mental illnesses messed it all up.” Crap.

Thank you.

Us Too

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